I Sacrificed Everything, She Chose Her Assistant

At the company’s annual meeting, my wife and her male assistant drank from the same glass of wine.

I didn’t say a word. Quietly, I sent out a message. By the end of the evening, I had withdrawn completely from her company.

That same day, two-thirds of my wife’s business partners announced the permanent termination of their dealings with her, and all pending orders were declared void.

It wasn’t long before a divorce agreement landed on Natalie Cross’s desk. Enraged, she came to find me.

“I just took a sip of Brandon Knox’s wine—do you really have to go this far?” she asked, eyes blazing.